Out Come The Wolves

Interesting things have happened. Yesterday, the grandmother of one of my co-workers died. This was something about which I was in the dark until well after I had failed to notice her going home in tears, at which point I felt like something of the cad. Then, this morning, without thinking, I put on my Death and Mort "Murder a Curry" shirt, and felt even worse. Oh well. So I have a gallows sense of humor. So yes, this is most interesting. It's Friday, though, which means tomorrow is Saturday, and I can relax for a bit.